Button Smasher
The boy whose stuck
Inside his mind
But can't get found
He's stuck inside
He wants to leave
They ask him why
He says he can't
Keep up this life
My mind is kinda rocky and I cant tell what is real
Yea my mind is kinda sloppy I like things that don't appeal
Sharing feelings was my hobby but now I'm bouta prevail
I am crying you a river but I am tougher than nails
You don't want to talk so leave it to all the rappers
You asking all these questions but mad because of my answers
And You don't like the pain so you cover it up with laughter
But I dont like to hide from afar so I can just gander
All the things
I cant get back
I do not mean
To seem so crass
But you don't think
That I can last
So I just might
Proceed to crash
I'm not the kinda guy to go ask you about your hobby
If you think I call it duty I'll send you back to the lobby
Till you screaming like a squeaker and calling out to your mommy
If you ask me how I'm doing again i might catch a body
I don't got the time to go help you check off your wishlist
I'm worried bout myself and my motha fucking condition
I thought that I could maybe get better and try to fix it
I did this so I'd change but I still don't notice a difference
I hate to yell at fans but get fucking out of my business
You Telling me what's best for myself like you know my vision
Reminding me of dad and I think I need me some distance
And Why to make a song as an artist if they don't listen
I'm not the boy
Who seems so rad
I'm just a boy
Who means to ask
About his fears
About his dad
About the cure
When he feels sad
I tell you how I feel in my songs but I guess you missed it
Yea I got a fucking boo boo and mommy ain't gonna kiss it
So I'm speaking to you people for hopefully you can get it
And I guess I ultimately am hoping that you can fix it
Everyone is talking and acting like this my choice
Yea and everyone is talking and asking where is my voice
And I guess I'm acting tough like a homie to all his boys
But I wish this was a movie I'd cancel out all the noise
I'm just going through the motions I'm tryna figure out life
But I visit all my enemies always thinking they're nice
And we always gotta argue but you know I like to fight
I was supposed to leave by seven but now I'm staying the night
The boy whose stuck
Inside his mind
But can't get found
He's stuck inside
He wants to leave
They ask him why
He says he can't
Keep up this life
Inside his mind
But can't get found
He's stuck inside
He wants to leave
They ask him why
He says he can't
Keep up this life
My mind is kinda rocky and I cant tell what is real
Yea my mind is kinda sloppy I like things that don't appeal
Sharing feelings was my hobby but now I'm bouta prevail
I am crying you a river but I am tougher than nails
You don't want to talk so leave it to all the rappers
You asking all these questions but mad because of my answers
And You don't like the pain so you cover it up with laughter
But I dont like to hide from afar so I can just gander
All the things
I cant get back
I do not mean
To seem so crass
But you don't think
That I can last
So I just might
Proceed to crash
I'm not the kinda guy to go ask you about your hobby
If you think I call it duty I'll send you back to the lobby
Till you screaming like a squeaker and calling out to your mommy
If you ask me how I'm doing again i might catch a body
I don't got the time to go help you check off your wishlist
I'm worried bout myself and my motha fucking condition
I thought that I could maybe get better and try to fix it
I did this so I'd change but I still don't notice a difference
I hate to yell at fans but get fucking out of my business
You Telling me what's best for myself like you know my vision
Reminding me of dad and I think I need me some distance
And Why to make a song as an artist if they don't listen
I'm not the boy
Who seems so rad
I'm just a boy
Who means to ask
About his fears
About his dad
About the cure
When he feels sad
I tell you how I feel in my songs but I guess you missed it
Yea I got a fucking boo boo and mommy ain't gonna kiss it
So I'm speaking to you people for hopefully you can get it
And I guess I ultimately am hoping that you can fix it
Everyone is talking and acting like this my choice
Yea and everyone is talking and asking where is my voice
And I guess I'm acting tough like a homie to all his boys
But I wish this was a movie I'd cancel out all the noise
I'm just going through the motions I'm tryna figure out life
But I visit all my enemies always thinking they're nice
And we always gotta argue but you know I like to fight
I was supposed to leave by seven but now I'm staying the night
The boy whose stuck
Inside his mind
But can't get found
He's stuck inside
He wants to leave
They ask him why
He says he can't
Keep up this life
Credits
Writer(s): Julian Almazan
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